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’ ‘I didn’t bring him,’ Gerald returned swiftly. ” “It was an inspiration—your speaking to him?” “I felt impudent. “Dear me!” he said. Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest. "And now," cried Jack, leaping up, "for an achievement, compared with which all I have yet done shall be as nothing!" CHAPTER XVII. ’ He regarded her thoughtfully. ” “Afraid!” “Yes. “I am afraid—I really think that one of us ought to go with you,” he said. ” “I like the mystical way better,” said Ann Veronica, and thought. He had meant to come at his business in a roundabout way, but for that little slip. The grate was full of fluttering ashes of burnt paper, and the easy chair near the fire had evidently been used. The Times slipped from his fingers.
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